Pei Zhiheng's eyelids twitched, subconsciously feeling bad.

Suddenly, from the corner of her eye, she caught sight of her clenched hand, and the alarm in her heart was already at its loudest.

He took a step back subconsciously, "But it's not that urgent. First of all, you're still young. I've heard people say before that if a woman has a child, it's like passing through life and death. You should wait for you to be older."

Ruan Jiao smiled, her red lips slightly curled up, her eyes were full of coldness when she looked at him, but her voice was gentle and soft, "Your husband thinks a lot, so what's next?"

Pei Zhiheng touched the tip of his nose, coughed lightly, with a smile in his eyes, "Secondly, Jiaoniang is still thinking about reconciling with me, if she has an heir, it will be bad for the child, so let's take it easy. "

"There's no need to slow down." The smile on Ruan Jiao's face disappeared instantly, she turned around and walked to the table next to her, found a pen and a piece of paper, and turned out a clean inkstone.

Pei Zhiheng raised his eyebrows and looked at her meaningfully, "What does Jiao Niang mean?"

Ruan Jiao laughed, her voice couldn't tell whether it was a sneer or self-deprecating.

"I figured it out. My husband said that he doesn't dislike me, but he never said anything about reconciling and leaving. He also kept saying that it was for my own good that I wanted to reconcile and leave."

Speaking of which, she raised her eyes, and met Pei Zhiheng's eyes directly, "Since that's the case, why does Jiao Niang have to be so cheeky and force her husband to refuse to let him go? Husband will write the reconciliation letter today and wait until tomorrow." Let's go to the government to get the official seal, and then go back to each house and find each mother!"

Pei Zhiheng didn't speak for a while, he looked at Ruan Jiao with a smile in his eyes.

Ruan Jiao couldn't understand what he meant, she thought he laughed because she was very self-conscious about going to church, she suddenly felt a little panicked.

Heli is certainly what she wants, but why is she so upset about being forced to leave by him?

But it's okay to be unhappy, she finally had such an opportunity, of course she refused to let it go, seeing him standing there all the time, Ruan Jiao lost her patience.

"It's hard to chase after a gentleman's words. Since the husband has agreed, there is absolutely no reason to break his promise!"

She stepped forward and pushed him to the front of the table, and shoved the writing brush roughly into his palm, "Write!"

Pei Zhiheng frowned, looked at her amusedly, and said in an innocent tone, "No Mo."

Ruan Jiao took a look and found that there was indeed no ink in her room.

The inkstone was also cleaned, and it was not even possible to pay for it by pouring some water.

She quickly thought of a solution, "Go to the study, my father is already asleep, there is no one here!"

Ruan Jiao was a man of action, so she simply grabbed his hand and led him to Ruan Xiucai's study.

A weak and boneless hand grabbed the back of his hand, Pei Zhiheng's heart trembled suddenly, and a feeling that he had never felt before slowly spread from the place where the two of them met to his limbs.

He subconsciously looked down at the hands of the two people who were intertwined. Ruan Jiao's hand was small and white, with slender fingers, which set off his cracked hand, which was unsightly.

The hands of the two people overlapped, like pearls falling into the mud, just like the two of them.

Delicate and innocent, she is a ghost who strayed into the mortal world and is ignorant of the world, while he is an evil ghost who climbed up from the sea of ​​corpses and blood in the underworld. She was pure and kind from a harmless heart, but his soul had long since fallen into decay.

Since she is not Ruan Shi, she really shouldn't be dragged into the mud to rot with him.

Braving the wind and snow, the two went directly to the study.

Once inside, Ruan Jiao found the pen hanging on his father's pen holder, stuffed it into his hand, and said concisely: "Write!"

Pei Zhiheng was a little helpless, he hung the pen back on the shelf, rolled up his sleeves, "The ink hasn't been worn yet, please ask Jiao Niang to get some water."

Probably they will be reconciled soon, Ruan Jiao didn't bother to pretend to be a virtuous wife, she just rolled her eyes at him, "Trouble! Wait!"

Ruan Jiao quickly went to fetch some water and came back. When she pushed open the study door, she didn't notice that her father's door moved suddenly.

I don't know what's wrong with these scholars and literati. Pei Zhiheng grinds his ink slowly. Ruan Jiao looked anxiously, her pretty face wrinkled fiercely, and said in disgust, "Didn't you eat tonight?"

Pei Zhiheng raised his eyelids and glanced at her, and said slowly: "Ink grinding should be done step by step, pay attention to a moderate thickness, neither too thick nor too light, if it is too..."

Ruan Jiao couldn't help revealing a mask of pain, she really wanted to shout, Master stop reading!

She stretched out her hand and made a stop gesture, "Stop! Shut up, hurry up."

Pei Zhiheng's handwriting was strong and powerful, as if there were gold and iron horses hidden between the lines, mad and reckless, while he was writing, he read the content to Ruan Jiao.

After finishing writing, when the ink was dry, Ruan Jiao took out the inkpad and said, "Press your fingerprint."

With her current appearance, she looked as if she was walking on the street, picking up ten thousand taels of silver notes, and the joy in her eyes seemed to be almost uncontrollable.

Pei Zhiheng: "..."

To be honest, being urged so fiercely by her like trying to drive a duck to the shelves, he had the feeling that he was not writing a Heli book, but a contract of prostitution, so his subordinates hesitated and didn't move for a long time.

Seeing that he was not moving, Ruan Jiao directly exposed her nature, grabbed his hand, pressed it on the ink pad, and then pressed it heavily on the place where he signed the Heli book, "Okay! We will start tomorrow morning Get up and go to the Yamen to get the seal."

Before Ruan Jiao grabbed Pei Zhiheng's hand and pressed her fingerprints, suddenly the door of the study was pushed open, revealing Ruan Xiucai's stern face, "What stamp?"

Ruan Jiao shook her hand and subconsciously withdrew her hand.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Heli's book on the table, his eyelids twitched, and quickly pulled other books on Ruan Xiucai's table to cover it.

It's just that no matter how fast she moves, she can't beat Ruan Xiucai.

He took a few steps to the front of the desk, removed the book on it, and then saw the piece of paper underneath. The words "beginning" and "from the book" were very eye-catching.

Ruan Xiucai paused and didn't speak for a while.

The entire study room was silent, with a strong wind blowing outside the door, making strange howls and whimpers, as if someone was crying.

Ruan Jiao couldn't help but bitterness appeared in her mouth. Unlike Pei Zhiheng, the two of them were not very familiar with each other.

But Ruan Xiucai is different, the father of the original owner watched the original owner grow up.

Ruan Jiao didn't dare to be presumptuous at all, for fear that the staid Ruan Xiucai would take her as a demon and burn her to death in public if she found out that something was wrong.

Seeing that Ruan Jiao hadn't spoken, Pei Zhiheng couldn't help but glance at her out of the corner of his eye, and raised his eyebrows sharply.

so quiet?

Is she not thinking about anything? Or did he not hear her?

This thought just flashed through her mind, but in the next second, her flamboyant howling heartbeat rang in her ears.

——"Why am I so unlucky? If it wasn't for his smudges, I would have finished writing and put it away long ago! Dog man, no wonder I was born with impotence, premature ejaculation and low kidney function!"

The corner of Pei Zhiheng's lips curled down, and he took a deep look at her.

Congenital impotence, premature ejaculation, low kidney function?

very good.

He, no, fight, calculate, reconcile, leave.

Ruan Jiao, who didn't know what Pei Zhiheng was thinking, quickly glanced at her father, bit her lip artificially, showing a hesitant expression.

Ruan Xiucai held the Heli letter in his hand, and looked from beginning to end with a gloomy expression.

If he hadn't seen Ruan Jiao forcefully grabbing her son-in-law's hand and pressing it on the Heli book when he came in just now, and if he hadn't heard her impatient words outside, he must have wanted to ask what the son-in-law meant .

However, at this time, Ruan Xiucai felt ashamed to face Pei Zhiheng.

The veins on his forehead twitched violently, seeing Ruan Jiao's unrepentant expression, he immediately became angry.

I thought she was sensible and obedient, but didn't expect their siblings to be more worried than the other, and she was even more exaggerated than her younger brother!

His face was flushed, he turned his head and looked at Pei Zhiheng depressed, "Sanlang, go back and rest first, I'll talk to Jiaoniang."

When Ruan Jiao heard this, her heart suddenly became uneasy. She pretended to glance at him timidly, and whispered: "Father..."

Ruan Xiucai slammed the table, "Don't call me dad! I'm not your dad!"

Ruan Jiao shut up immediately.

Pei Zhiheng stood beside him without moving, "Teacher, don't blame Jiaoniang, Heli is..."

He paused, showing a shameful expression, and continued: "It's my idea, if you want to scold me, you can scold me, because I think my future is uncertain, my health is poor, and my family is poor, so I can't live for her." It's a good day, that's why I let her go home, a girl like her shouldn't suffer with me."

Hearing Pei Zhiheng's words, Ruan Xiucai's expression became even more guilty.

He was almost ashamed to face Pei Zhiheng, only feeling that his old face was flushed with shame.

He couldn't help but folded his hands and bowed deeply towards Pei Zhiheng, "The family is unlucky, I'm sorry for you."

Pei Zhiheng hurriedly stepped aside, turned around the table to support his arm, and made him stand up, "Teacher, you can't do it!"

"Why can't it be done? She is so wicked because I didn't educate her well. I originally thought..." Ruan Xiucai was probably too angry. Jiao, scolded angrily.

"You didn't have a mother since you were young, that's why I let you go a little bit more, thinking that even your mother's share will hurt. I didn't expect that I would harm you and raise you to be so arrogant, self-willed, wolf-hearted, and virtuous." It looks like Shude doesn't care at all! Forcing her husband to reconcile, just because he has no future and doesn't want to suffer with him, you, you, you... If you dare to reconcile, I don't have a daughter like you!"

Ruan Jiao saw that Ruan Xiucai was about to die of anger, and suddenly became a little numb.

In the situation of the Great Zhou Dynasty, if Ruan Xiucai really didn't want her and she and Pei Zhiheng reconciled, it would be quite difficult. After all, there were no female households, and the court forced her to marry.

After she divorced, if she couldn't go home, she had to marry another man quickly so that she could have a head of the household.

In this case, why should she bother.

At least Pei's mother is kind, as long as Pei's mother likes her, Pei Zhiheng will not dare to do anything to her openly. Apart from guarding against his evil hands, life is actually quite good.

Ruan Jiao's heart was as bitter as if soaked in coptis, she was so wronged, it was Pei Zhiheng who wanted to kill her, so she wanted to reconcile, but she couldn't say it.

She only thought that he might be testing her before, but she never thought that this bastard would be fishing for law enforcement! Hinting to her father that she doesn't want to suffer, and tricking her father into cleaning her up!

She knew that she would definitely not be able to reconcile in a short time, and the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, Ruan Jiao gave Pei Zhiheng a hard look, and the hand hanging by the side also clenched into a fist.

Ruan Xiucai saw it at a glance, pointed at Ruan Jiao, and said angrily: "Why are you clenching your fist? Tell me a few words, is it possible that you still want to hit me? What about your womanhood?"

"Father, I don't!" Ruan Jiao's thoughts turned quickly, and she looked at Ruan Xiucai pitifully, "I didn't force my husband to reconcile, I was just angry! He said inexplicably that he wanted to reconcile me tonight. He didn't say anything, but in his heart he disliked my bad reputation, so he lost his head..."

She grabbed Ruan Xiucai's arm, shook it lightly, rubbed her eyes twice, and they also turned red, "Father, I know I was wrong, don't be angry."

Ruan Xiucai did not know where to find a book and threw it in front of Ruan Jiao, "You copy the women's precepts for me carefully, and don't sleep if you can't finish copying tonight! Reflect on how to be a good woman."

Ruan Jiao: "..."

As expected of an old-fashioned and dogmatic scholar father!

After Ruan Xiucai left, Ruan Jiao was relieved.

She glared at Pei Zhiheng fiercely, "You did it on purpose, didn't you? You deliberately lied to me and divorced you, and then asked my father to scold me!"

Pei Zhiheng smiled and looked at her lightly, "Why do you want to add guilt?"

Today, Ruan Jiao thought that she would break up with him, so she simply broke the jar and fell.

Looking at his face again, Ruan Jiao couldn't help gnashing her teeth, "Husband really made me look up."

Pei Zhiheng looked at Ruan Jiao with the same smile on his face, "Miss today... it's also beyond my expectations, but you look a bit human."

Ruan Jiao: "..."

The two of them looked at each other, Ruan Jiao rolled her eyes and started to chase, "You go out, I'm going to copy the book!"

She looked unhappy, thinking that she would have to give her talented father a chance to brainwash her in the future. This kind of feudal dross is unacceptable! By the way, on the premise of not exposing, simply liberate this old stubborn mind.

After all, it's enough to copy this kind of thing once, and she doesn't want to do it again.

Fortunately, this booklet is really not thick, and there is no problem in copying it again.

When she was studying in the past, she was often implicated by classmates who did not recite the text in the class, and then the whole class was punished for writing together.

At that time, the teacher was punished hundreds of times, or even thousands of times.

Pei Zhiheng glanced at her, and seeing her angry appearance, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and the suffocation in her heart finally dissipated.

"Can I help you?"

"unnecessary!"

After Ruan Jiao replied indifferently, she ignored him, casually opened the legendary female ring, and suddenly revealed a mask of pain.

——"Help! I didn't expect that one day I would be illiterate and illiterate!!!"

The author says:

The next day, Ruan Xiucai looked at Ruan Jiao suspiciously: Did you copy it?

Ruan Jiao nodded: Yes, one false penalty and ten

(The male protagonist is stunned: don't punish, the child is numb!)

Ruan Xiucai asked Ruan Jiao: Have you reflected on it after copying it?

(The male protagonist's pain mask: I have reflected, I have to teach the lady to read as soon as possible!)

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